The Ghost King Dotes on His Handsome Husband [Matriarchy]

Please add to your wish list: I Ruled as a King in the Shang and Zhou Dynasties (Female-Dominant World)

Her consort and subjects worship her as a god.

Xiao Qingyu is a high-ranking princess, practically revered as a god in this era of rampant witchcraft and sorcery.

One day, the princess goes on a progress, and the people all kneel to welcome her. But a slave in a cage cries out in protest. The man's features are as beautiful as a painting, his ink-black hair loose around him, his whole bearing cool and aloof as he cries out in anguish.

His... his mother was framed. Even though... attacking the princess is a serious crime, and he will be thrown into a giant cauldron to be boiled alive...

"Your Highness, my mother, Lin Lan, was framed."

Lin Qing presses his lips together, his body trembling with fear. Before he can lower his head, he sees the princess, as imposing as a god, look at him coldly. "Come with me."

This wretched little man now has the protection of the most exalted person in the world. Lin Qing secretly studies Xiao Qingyu. "My wife must be a heavenly goddess."

She digs canals, makes weapons, invents paper, and can even summon thunder to help in battle. If she isn't a goddess reincarnated, what is she?

Xiao Qingyu thinks her consort is wonderful in every way, except... She curls her lips in a smile. It's just that her consort always thinks she isn't human.

The heroine is as formidable as ever, building up the country during the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The hero is a wretched little sweetheart. A sweet story with almost no angst. Come on in!

Yan Yuan is a vengeful ghost, and also a ghost king who has lived for thousands of years. He is handsome and graceful, with an extraordinary bearing.

Legend has it that she always wears a black robe and a cloud-patterned jade pendant at her waist. The sword in her hand, Tianxia, can cow evil spirits in every direction.

One night, Yan Yuan suddenly wakes from a deep sleep and finds a handsome young gentleman in front of him, covered in blood.

"Please, kill those people." The young gentleman bites his lower lip, his eyes full of desperation and pleading. "I'll trade anything for it. Please."

In the blink of an eye, bodies litter the ground. Yan Yuan picks him up as though he has recovered a long-lost treasure. "I'll take you as payment."

From then on, the wretched little sweetheart whom anyone could bully has a protector. Those who once tormented him either see ghosts or become possessed.

When he asks hesitantly, "Wife, those people..."

Yan Yuan casually adds another log to the fire, dusts off his hands, and rises with a gentle smile. "Just a coincidence."

Behind his back, however, he signals to the ghosts: Show no mercy.

The villagers invite a Taoist priest to exorcise the evil spirit. The priest points at the wretched little sweetheart and says, "He's the evil spirit. He must be destroyed."

Yan Yuan steps forward, and Tianxia instantly leaves its sheath. "Who are you calling an evil spirit?"

In public and in private, Yan Yuan spoils his lovely consort rotten. What can he do? His consort is just so handsome.

Theme: The greater one's power, the greater one's responsibility. Even in darkness, keep your heart set on the light. Those who protect others will ultimately be protected in turn.